This is a song about "Sex with a hooker"

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

My rhymes brought you to death row.7-15 rehabbing like a hooker gettin clean.

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

A lot of girls pussies cause he's fucking malcolm sex

Malcolm sex is still a

You're fucking with me, nigga

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes